Chapter 26 What A Ridiculous Irony!

As a mannequin, I could only maintain that position. I could control my hands and feet, but I couldn't control my tears. Even though my face was covered in clown's funny makeup, I still cried.

"Great!" An exclamation suddenly came, and a man with a camera excitedly said, "You are the most beautiful art I have ever seen."

Is he talking to me? Just as I was wondering, Hai Tang smiled and came forward to talk to her. The two of them commented on me and said that it was probably this piece of art that I was involved in, not me.

I was concerned about Fu Jing whether he saw me or not. I tried to avoid his eyes, hoping that he wouldn't recognize me under the heavy colors, but...

"Chen Qing, I really didn't expect you to be so professional. It seems that I really got the right person to ask you for help." Hai Tang turned to me and said.

I froze. My mind was changing. Why did she expose me in front of Fu Jing?

I didn't dare to see Fu Jing, and I didn't care what I was still doing. I just wanted to get out of here quickly. As soon as I lifted my foot, Fu Jing grabbed me.

"The clown is very successful. Do you have a sense of accomplishment?" He stared at me with sarcasm in his eyes.

I bit my lips, and the humiliation of my pride made my anger soar like a volcano that was about to erupt. "Yes, it's so fulfilling. Standing here makes you gossip and judge others. Do you think I have a sense of accomplishment?"

The strength of his grip on my hand suddenly increased. I felt pain and tried to break away from him, but I refused.

"Ah Jing, the exhibition is still going on. I'll take you somewhere else." Hai Tang came up to smooth things over.

Fu Jing didn't even look at her. He slowly let go of my hand and went somewhere else with her. I stood trembling in my spot. Hai Tang, I've made a note of this. I'll pay you back the humiliation I suffered today with my own hands one day.

The exhibition had been open for two days, and I had been acting as a clown for two days. Hai Tang and Fu Jing came the next day and "Visited" me. I know she did it on purpose. She wanted me to make a fool of myself in front of Fu Jing. Well, she did it very successfully.

You want me to go further and further away from Fu Jing? I didn't do what you wanted me to do. Even if I knew that Fu Jing couldn't afford to provoke me, I wanted to provoke her in order to vent my anger.

After the exhibition, the man with the camera took a photo of me that day, and the reaction was very good. He said that I showed the sadness of the clown's heart. This photo was published and became the most successful artwork in the whole scene.

But it has nothing to do with me.

After about four or five days, I found out that Hai Tang had come to the company to look for Fu Jing. This was something that had never happened before, or else I hadn't paid attention to this before.

I checked the time and frequency of her arrival and decided to try my luck.

I took the initiative to look for Fu Jing. In his office, I was wearing a business suit and a birthday present from him on my wrist. My hair was tied in a low ponytail and I put it behind my head.

"What can I do for you?" Fu Jing was neither hot nor cold to me.

I told myself I wasn't here to win him over. Don't care about his attitude. "My stomach hurts. I can't stand it anymore. I want you to take a break."

He glanced at me. I pointed to my stomach and said dysmenorrhea with the shape of my mouth.

"Sit down first." He immediately called the secretary outside and asked someone to bring hot water in.

He was still a little concerned about me, I think. Just as the secretary brought the hot water, Hai Tang also came. Coincidentally, I happened to see me lying on the sofa to rest.

"So is Chen Qing." Hai Tang was carrying a bag and she put it on the coffee table. "Ah Jing, try my new skill. The teacher just taught me this morning."

I answered, "It's a handiwork. I don't know if I can eat it."

Hai Tang looked at me with a big smile, which made me look a little stingy. "The teacher who taught me was a one-on-one teacher who was the champion of the international chef competition, and I've been studying cooking for two or three years. This assignment can at least match the michelin three-star chef level. Do you think I can eat it?"

Fu Jing didn't say anything. He took the food to his desk and ate it. Hai Tang and I were still sitting on the sofa here.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Hai Tang asked me.

I drank my hot water. "During my period, president fu told me to rest here."

She smiled. After a while, Fu Jing went out. She didn't know what to do. After he went out, Hai Tang's smile changed.

"I told you before. About your sister, do you still want to follow her footsteps?"

I didn't expect her to reveal her true face so soon. "What? Are you afraid of my sister and me?"

She chuckled coldly and mockingly. "I'm afraid, haha, are you kidding me? I'm Ah Jing's fiancee. Grandpa fu has already made me his wife since he was a child. Where are you and your sister? What is it?"

"If you can really secure his fiancee's position, why did you warn my sister and me?" I asked back tentatively.

"Your sister doesn't know what to do. You're the same person. Since you want to play, I'll play with you." Hai Tang's eyes flashed with malice, not the same as the one I saw before.

She really surprised me. On the surface, she was well-educated and elegant, but in fact, she was extremely vicious, just like a poisonous spider wearing butterfly wings.

I frowned, not because I was afraid that she would be bad for me, but because of what I said just now, I found out that she was really bad for my sister, such as today's warning to me. Did my sister insist on leaving with Fu Jing nine years ago because Hai Tang threatened her in North city?

I was skeptical of my own conjecture.

Fu Jing came back, and Hai Tang returned to that elegant, intelligent woman in a second. "Ah Jing, I'll go first. You eat slowly."

"Yes." He replied, neither salty nor light. He sent her to the door and came back.

I had to leave after drinking the hot water. I had dysmenorrhea, but it didn't hurt enough to get a place to rest.

"Stop." An order came from behind.

I chuckled and hurriedly made up an excuse to cover it up. "I feel much better after drinking some hot water. I can go back to work."

Fu jing motioned for me to sit back with his eyes, so I had to do what he wanted. He sat next to me, lifted my clothes, and put his hand on my stomach.

I froze. I never expected him to be so bold in the office.

"You..." I suddenly stuttered.

His beautiful brows furrowed. "So cold?"

"This happens every time. After taking the birth control pills, your period gets messy and it hurts even more than before." My heart was wronged. If I held it in, I would come out in a flash.

He picked me up and walked to the lounge. He put me on the bed and covered me with the quilt. "Please take half a day off. When are you going to warm up before you think about going to work?"

I reached out to grab his pant leg and looked at him eagerly. "But, I don't feel hot..."